Chapter 133: Picking up leaks to improve technology, technology depends on picking up trash
Since it is only equivalent to the agency fee, Laura's fee is not high, just 45 military coins as a stepping stone, and then two pieces of 'equipment' that Gwen got from the wilderness lair.
But it’s more like garbage than ‘equipment’.
If Longwen hadn't reminded him to keep this garbage, I'm afraid he would have thrown it away directly.
…
Go to Gwen's room.
He opened the thousand-layer box, took out all the wilderness equipment hidden at the bottom, and threw it on the floor, letting Laura and Curse Blade study it together.
"Oh!" Laura made a sound of surprise, threw herself on a broken brass pistol, opened her eyes wide and began to look at it.
The origins of these wilderness equipment are very strange.
Some say it comes from the witch's abandoned warehouse, some say it's the cat lanterns who don't always succeed in bringing wealth to Utopia, and some say it's the epitome of the power of the hell plane. Through the power of evil, a room is destroyed.
What were originally normal abandoned items turned into these rags.
But many people are buying them.
Just like Laura now.
"Obviously, this is the craftsmanship of a witch!" Laura said enthusiastically.
Gwen perked up for a moment when she first heard the word 'witch'. Then when she heard the word 'imitation', she sighed and pursed her lips.
"Is counterfeiting craftsmanship worthy of your taking it so seriously?"
"Of course it's worth it. Does this thing belong to me?" Laura asked, holding up the wilderness equipment.
Gwen nodded: "Here, you can take as much rubbish as you want..."
He hesitated for a moment, "...Humph, two pieces?"
Curse Blade smiled beside him.
"good."
After Laura got the answer, she disassembled the brass pistol on the spot. With a little violence, she pulled out a small part from the inside. It was a small part that could not be ignored.
If you want to avoid being ignored - let's put it this way:
The brass pistol is like some kind of rough, big, black and thick factory machine, but this part is a small precision chip, and the manufacturer seems to have carved all of Michelangelo's paintings on it.
It is so exquisite that you can recognize it at a glance. It is a high-tech product that is completely different from the outer shell.
Gwen regretted it a little bit.
But he himself is a person who is willing to admit defeat, and instead of asking for help, he decided to get some information and clues from Laura.
He and Curse Blade quickly went up to each other, first letting Sister Laura enjoy a round of hugs, and then called the cat lamp to play cards with Sister Laura, coaxing the other party to the point where she almost wanted to stay.
Why is Mao Lan the top card playing companion?
First, although these cat lights are good, they are really addicted and will not admit defeat. They will not be like some players who, when they lose, will be tough and say, "Oh, it's not interesting."
Second, be full of the spirit of trickery, and trickery is indispensable. The decks of the cat lanterns are wild and unconstrained. Once they succeed or fail, they will have amazing programs and effects...
Finally, that's a cat ball. A big group of cat balls will play cards with you. It will be a blessing.
After coaxing Laura to understand, Gwen finally obtained some information.
It is internal confidential information belonging to the craftsmen that even the Cursed Blade cannot grasp:
"After being collected, wilderness equipment is mostly sold to craftsmen to see if it can be recycled. If it is well preserved, after being polished and enchanted with source power, you can get good magic weapons... This is most of them
usage."
Laura rubbed a cat lamp.
Since the cat was concentrating on playing cards, it didn't even poke its tail.
"The origin of these equipment is what everyone has guessed, but most of it has nothing to do with witches. Ancient witches are a very busy race. Many people try to summon devils and foreigners... and travel to parallel time and space. These can all be done
, which shows that our world is not an insulator in the universe. However, the witch did not even respond once. We can temporarily think that the witch will not pay attention to our 'small world'."
Curse Blade frowned when he heard this: "I can understand that we are like an... ant nest? It's for viewing. After the witch built it, she walked away because of some things and didn't pay attention to it, so our ant nest is still okay.
…comparative ‘obsolete’?”
"That's right."
Laura rubbed the cat's ears of the cat lantern and was finally poked by the cat's tail: "Although it is a bit sad to say this, we are indeed abandoned. Whether it is the Sea of Illusion or March, they are just doing futile actions.
, Haha, how can the ancient witch care about ants? To the ancient witch, the safety of a cat lamp may be more meaningful than the entire utopia."
Even Curse Blade has never heard of such a thing.
The woman showed a thoughtful expression.
Laura smiled slightly: "But don't worry too much, ants also have ways of living like ants, and we are not the only ant nest. In the entire universe, the number of civilizations that Utopia has contacted has exceeded nearly three digits.
, among these civilizations there are also offline civilizations of the witch. They will also buy the witch’s discarded materials to practice their skills, make goods, and use these goods to complete trade... And the wilderness equipment we see is this kind of trading vehicle.
The 'loss' of the cat lights, as well as the 'loss' of the cat lights when they are carried."
"Therefore, from time to time, technological creations that are higher than Utopia's current technology will be obtained."
She showed off the part she had picked up from Gwen's junk pile—she didn't pick the good one for the second one.
"The imitation of witch craft is very complicated, so I have to ask my craftsman friend to explain it. As for me, although I know a little bit about it, I'm not as professional as her after all."
…
Played until night.
Just when Gwen began to feel that Laura was not enjoying herself too much and deliberately delaying the time, Laura looked at her watch and muttered: "It's almost done."
"Let's go, remember to bring a change of clothes, we need to stay for a day."
"..."
Gwen and Spellblade went back to their room to get their clothes.
In the corridor, Gwen complained: "Could it be that we are going to a farther train? Then I can't stand it..."
Cursed Blade glanced at him and smiled: "Maybe it's a place with complicated entry and exit conditions?"
How complex can it be?
Gwen didn't quite believe it.
After returning to the room, I prepared a canvas bag and packed it with a set of pajamas, a change of underwear and two books.
Finally, there is also a material pack ready for combat at any time.
After preparing these.
Gwen went out with Curse Blade who had changed into a black windbreaker. He found Laura where the Missing Man got off.
The three of them went to Old Street together, and then took two buses from Old Street to a park.
On the way to the poor house.
I saw young hunters practicing shooting.
"After a period of training, they can take on the responsibility of hunting the dark creatures on this train. As long as they carry a light source and a cat lantern with them, they don't have to worry about life-threatening situations... Not a bad plan, right?"
Laura seems to be something of a keyboard politician, praising the utopian environment.
Curse Blade sneered: "The Young Hunters Act was enacted by Long Yan - well, it's quite an outrageous act."
*Long Yan has promulgated the most outrageous bill. In Gwen's mind, it should be a ban on alcohol, but in the eyes of the smoking Curse Blade, it is probably a ban on smoking? By the way, with these two bills, the prohibition on alcohol has survived for three weeks and two days. , the smoking ban lasted two weeks and ten days.
"The Young Hunters Act can reduce the number of idle streetwalkers and improve people's safety and health. More importantly, under this bill, displaced people can have a new home and a new job."
Laura seemed to be giving a thought report.
It even made Curse Blade laugh and pat her shoulder: "Sister, Long Yan is not here. You don't need to explain the theoretical benefits. Let's talk about the basic disadvantages of the Young Hunters Act."
"First of all, this is a bill that requires reasonable supervision by people with a certain moral standard in order to be effective. The administrators of the workhouse already have almost the rights of ancient lords. Even if they take a fancy to a child, that child Whether you can refuse in front of the people who manage your food and future is another unknown."
"Secondly, Long Yan's bill makes business mandatory. If part of the tasks are entrusted to young hunters, how will the rewards be calculated? What about the resources occupied by a group of unskilled hunters? What about medical rationing?"
"Finally, and the most serious point, is the danger of the mission. Although you don't have to worry about death if you bring a cat light and enough light sources, many people forget this under the fear. Young hunters who have only been trained for a month The probability of damage is probably more than 30 to 40%."
"..."
Faced with Curse Blade's well-founded argument, Laura couldn't argue, and just frowned: "Then how long do you think Long Yan's bill can last?"
"Just hold on for another two or three weeks. The training has just begun and is now completed. It is estimated that Long Yan will only be able to see the horror of this situation after these little guys go on missions."
Cursed Blade said maliciously: "At that time, we may also receive the task of rescuing these young hunters, maybe."
Laura lit another cigarette.
…
The Steam Park is a large greenhouse garden filled with all kinds of strange mutated luminous plants. Because there is radiation when entering, you must wear a gas mask - some children have tried taking off their masks here and inhaled a lot of fresh air. After returning home, your animal ears will turn green like moss, and it will take a few days to get rid of them - or you can just shave them.
Gwen, Curse Blade and Laura all have their own power, and they can enter this beautiful and luminous world without masks.
After entering.
Laura walked around and came to the front of a man-made small whirlpool lake.
"Tonight in March, the moonlight is a bit dim."
she says.
Gwen raised her head, feeling that there was nothing unusual.
Laura added: "Whatever I do later, you must follow it without hesitation, okay?"
"..."
Just as Gwen was about to ask, "What can't you say? I want to be the Riddler," when she heard the voice of Curse Blade answering.
Looking at the curse blade, she saw that Gwen was a little confused, so she took the initiative and said:
"Secretary motto. Obviously Laura has the restrictions of the secrecy motto. She can't say how to get in and out of her craftsman friend's house, but she can do it, and we just need to follow her instructions."
"That's it...Okay, I will imitate it perfectly." Gwen raised her left hand.
Laura smiled gently at him and looked up at March in the sky.
Waited for about ten minutes? Or maybe fifteen minutes.
The light of March has reached its brightest moment, and the surroundings are as bright as day.
A large number of butterflies emerged from nowhere in the whirlpool lake.
"Walk!"
After Laura said something, she took a deep breath and jumped into the whirlpool!
"Sokka!" Cursed Blade cursed and jumped in.
With these two examples, Gwen had no choice but to keep up even if she was afraid of heights.
Falling from the sky, you are about to land at the bottom of the whirlpool in the lake - it's not very high, almost ten meters. After all, the Fellowship is not a super-large city-level one, nor is it too deep.
Gwen suddenly felt a secret source of power sweeping through her body.
It's a moonlight-colored light.
Under the strong light, he squinted his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, the thing in front of him had turned into a warm place like a Hobbit hole.
Curse Blade and Laura, who were one step ahead of him, were sitting on the ground, both sweating from nervousness.
"Suka, really Suka can't stand it. He does this every time he comes in..."
Laura whispered.
While she was talking, a red-haired woman walked out of the wooden door next to her. She mocked Laura mercilessly:
"That's because you don't want to set up a teleportation spell, idiot."
"Hello." Cursed Blade acted very honestly and stretched out his hand, "I am Secret Detective's Cursed Blade."
The other party shook hands with her: "I am Yeka from fellow villager, a Yuanli craftsman. I heard from her a few days ago that you are coming..."
Laura was surprisingly reliable and had already said hello in advance so that the situation would not be awkward.
"Okay, let's talk about it later, Yeka! See what I got?"
Laura showed the other party the parts she got from Gwen.
The red-haired Yuanli craftsman's eyes suddenly lit up: "Show me, move your stupid hand away. Is this, um, an imitation of a witch product?"
She immediately saw that this behavior was reminiscent of Laura.
Laura winked at Gwen: "Look."
She handed the parts to Yeka.
"Good sister, I gave you this stuff. Can you tell my sisters and brothers about the imitation witch stuff?"
"Um?"
Yeka is generally the type of person who doesn't have much emotional intelligence.
Her expression was like a science student who saw a liberal arts student walk into the chemistry laboratory - oh, the teacher also asked him to lead others.
Seeing her expression, Laura smiled again: "If you let them know the characteristics of these things, then they will pay attention to them next time they go to the wilderness. Then you can purchase these products, right?"
Yeka's eyes lit up and she said loudly:
"Okay, but I want your right of first refusal, calculated according to, well, the market price! If it's lower than the market price, you can sell it to others. If it's higher than the market price...well, I'll try to bid, okay, how much is it?
How much do I charge... Then I'll explain to you the twists and turns here."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Damn it, why is tomorrow the 31st and not yet next month!
The cat wants to pull its crotch, the cat wants to pull its crotch!
